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Another month, another announcement of a video game being given the movie treatment. Everybody has been gripping their Master Chief figurines in antic

Another month, another announcement of a video game being given the movie treatment. Everybody has been gripping their Master Chief figurines in anticipation of Halo’s now-delayed journey to the big screen. However, my delight was triggered by the news of a sequel to last years Silent Hill film.

And yet, when Hollywood announces it's set to produce a film based on a video game I happen to like, I’m happier than a pyromaniac with a box of matches. The small chance that they MIGHT get it right this time makes me weak at the knees. I don’t know why. Perhaps, for all the progress this industry has made, I still feel humbled that the ‘grown-up’ world of film-making chooses to bother with us.

Christophe Gans, director of Silent Hill 1, has assured us that the second film will remedy all the problems of the first. There’s even a (very) slim chance that science fiction writer Neil Gaiman might be helping out on the script. So why do I feel so terrified?

Aah yes. Doom. Double Dragon. Bloodrayne. Super Mario Bros (why god, WHY?)

Don’t forget your popcorn.